He was standing at the rock
Gathering the flock
Getting there with no directions
And underneath the arch
Turned into a march
And there he found a spark to set this fucker off
(chorus)
He said set if off
Set off now children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it on my children
Set a fire
Suddenly a shot
Ripped into his heart
And then he needed some attention
And there he played his card
Going into shock
The last thing that he said was
Set this fucker off
(chorus)
Set if off
Set it off now children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it on my children
Set a fire
Jesus at the back door
Everything is alright
All we need is some direction
Every time the wind blows
Everything you don't know
Turns into a revelation
It all adds up inside your head
Time is wasting